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“And so there’s a struggle, or a contest, I guess you could say, all the time, it seems to me. And remorse, well, to be able to show remorse—to be able to be sorry about what we’ve done that’s hurt other people—that keeps us human.”

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Anything Is Possible

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Elizabeth Strout
Elizabeth Strout

Elizabeth Strout (born January 6, 1956) is an acclaimed American author known for her nuanced portrayals of small-town life and human complexity. Born in Portland, Maine, she grew up in a literary family. Strout won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 2009 for her novel 'Olive Kitteridge,' which was adapted into an award-winning HBO miniseries. Her other notable works include 'Amy and Isabelle,' 'The Burgess Boys,' and 'Anything Is Possible.' Strout's writing often explores themes of loneliness, family, love, and loss through the lives of ordinary people. She is praised for her concise yet powerful prose and deep psychological insight. Her works have been translated into multiple languages and have a global readership. more

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